boom!
The sound of the rolling tide was mixed with a sudden gunshot, causing Gao Yi, who was running, to stop involuntarily and look at the coast in the distance that was already covered by the tide.
Gunshots? !
In the turbulent sea water, two standing figures could be vaguely seen, confronting each other, and the atmosphere was tense.
Through physical characteristics, Gao Yi distinguished the identities of the two people.
Jian Weilan finally faced "him", and everything happened much faster than she imagined, and she was even caught off guard.
Although it is not the worst situation as expected, no one can guarantee how bizarre the situation will become if it continues to develop.
Now Jian Weilan was surrounded by the tide and was in danger. Even if he arrived, there was nothing he could do to save it.
Gao Yi suddenly looked towards the higher ground.
If I go around from behind, avoid the sea tide, and speed up the sleigh of [Ode to Ice and Snow] in advance, can I rescue Jian Weilan from the air before the seawater arrives?
Just as Gao Yi was thinking, an inaudible sound of wind sounded behind him.
"what?!"
Almost at the moment of approach, Gao Yi raised his head with some feeling, leaned forward violently, put one hand on the sand, and flipped his whole body from back to front.
And behind him, a pitch-black fingertip almost brushed past his jacket.
With the wind howling in his ears, Gao Yi did not dare to relax, and jumped several times in succession until he was at a safe distance, and then he had enough time to look back.
In the line of sight, a long and unclear shadow disappeared in an instant. It seemed to have merged into the dim background of the coast, and there was no trace of it anymore.
"This attack method... is the Shadow Siren Head?"
Gao Yi frowned.
Sure enough, everything that happened in Hades was inseparable from Siren Head.
"Are you very knowledgeable about this creature?"
Suddenly, a deep male voice sounded.
Gao Yi woke up from his dream, turned around suddenly, and looked behind him, only to see a slightly old middle-aged man standing there, staring at him quietly.
His thin figure seemed to be a line cutting the sky and the earth, dividing the sky, tide, and beach into two worlds.
What a ridiculous metaphor.
But this was indeed Gao Yi's true thought, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Uncle Gong"!
Why is he here? The distance between me and that coast is at least several hundred meters away!
"take it easy."
"Uncle Gong" is completely unlike the old cadre whose hands shook even when he was holding a teacup. A relieved smile appeared on his face, and he walked leisurely: "I'm just curious, how do you know so much about them? They should not be products of the original ecology of this world."
Gao Yi's eyes followed him step by step, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Looks like you refuse to answer?"
"Uncle Gong" smiled: "Thankfully, I thought you would care more about your subordinates?"
The topic should have ended here unhappily, but Gao Yi seemed to have been pinched to a painful point, and the coldness in his eyes seemed to be about to condense: "What did you do to it?!"
He had long felt that there was something fishy about Xiao Di's delay in showing up. Now it seemed that there was indeed someone behind the scenes who was secretly operating.
"Want to know?"
In Gao Yi's field of vision, a hand suddenly enlarged from far to near: "Then come with me."
He wanted to resist, but he found that all movements of his body seemed to be sealed. He could only watch helplessly as the outstretched palm seemed to fiddle with the fulcrum of time and space, changing the surrounding scene like a rotating globe.
Rumble——
When Gao Yi's eyes focused again, all that was left in front of him was the surging tide and waves.
And under his feet, there was just a piece of rock smaller than the size of a tabletop.
Teleport?
Gao Yi faced the water vapor in the sky and looked at Jian Weilan, who was looking at him from a distance.
At this time, Jian Weilan was half-kneeling, covering a small area of his abdomen with his hands. Although he had exhausted all his strength, the blood that could not be stopped was still overflowing like a small snake.
The continuously rising tide had covered the surface of the reef with a thin layer of water spray, and in order not to be affected by the death realm, he had to devote most of his energy to fighting against it.
In the foamy black tide, the figure of "Uncle Gong" slowly emerged, floating on the horizontal surface as always, walking slowly in the air.
tomato
"Please look!"
He stepped aside and waved to show the sea level behind him.
As if in response to his words, the originally calm sea suddenly stirred up wind and waves, dispersing the large fog covering the sea level, revealing... an island?
No! That's not an island!
Gao Yi stood up straight from the rock, looking horrified.
No matter how dense the green plants on it are, they can't hide the exposed limestone-like landform below. The white mountain ridges rise like giant dragons, winding upwards, connected to a huge...ancient...looking... The head of the loudspeaker!
Mother!
The waves were surging and the sound was endless. Gao Yi raised his head from the ordinary reef, as if he was admiring the starry sky and miracles, but his whole body seemed to be trapped in an endless nightmare, unable to generate any strength.
Yes.
The real terror in the depths of the Purple Mountain, the existence that made the Judgment Council defeated, the main founder of Trevor Circle, the greatest mother of a race in the post-era era from her hometown, the loudspeaker has this ability.
"I made a simple agreement with this woman."
"Uncle Gong" opened his arms and let the sea breeze blow his old face: "She will let her children help me accomplish everything I want, and as a price, I need to help her fulfill a wish."
"Guess? What will it be?"
He looked at Gao Yi with interest.
The answer no longer needs to be revealed.
Wow!
In the rolling waves, there was a sudden sound of water, and slim black figures marched in the sea. The huge buzzing from the head was like a ship returning to port, sending a signal to the lighthouse...
One, two, three, four, five...
Shadow Siren Heads... Meat Grinder... Wooden Style... Stone Age... Siren heads of different shapes came riding the wind and waves, and the scene was unprecedentedly spectacular!
"What the hell!"
Jian Weilan cursed in a low voice, her face a little pale because of the wound involved: "Isn't this the world of death? Even if they are weird, they should sink!"
"I'm afraid that's not the case."
Gao Yi's body shook a few times, and a feeling of powerlessness spread throughout his body: "These things are not the creation of this world from beginning to end. Gui Ming will not contain them at all."
Woo——!
A long and long roar sounded from the head and shoulders of a siren in the center.
Only then did Gao Yi see a figure about two meters tall standing on it, motionless as a mountain, like the commander of the entire war.
It looks like a smaller version of a meat grinder, with dark red skin and terrifying mouthparts, but the threat it brings is no weaker than the big guys at its feet, or even stronger!
Gao Yi recognized it.
"Descartes!"
